Thum Saren

[thūm·sah·ren]

This area sees little traffic, as the waters are notoriously difficult to navigate and many a ship has torn its hull on the sharp spikes of rock that jut up from the depths.

Those who claim to have succeeded in reaching the island, however, tell tales of opulence and luxury unrivalled in the northern lands. Warm and sunny, encrusted with gem-like towns built into cliffsides with smooth marble pillars and hanging silks.

The travellers speak of women too, more beautiful than the heart can bear, with great skill in combat - and other more pleasurable pursuits. The land is ruled by the greatest of these, a queen of tall stature and grim viseage, who guards her realm with a jealous determination.